We recently got a beer fridge for our house and now we no longer keep any beer in the main fridge. However, the other day I opened up the main fridge to see a couple cold sixers competing with the milk and orange juice and instinctively got irritated. Then I thought, wait, it’s beer! That’s like getting mad at a naked chick because she walked into your poker game.
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Well done on the analogy. I dont have a beer fridge, but need one. I have on more than one occasion let milk or orange juice go bad to make room for beer. Do they call that alcoholism?!